Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 214 Yun Zhilan's Scheme
"Duoduo, come with me!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he led Haitang Duoduo forward, deliberately saying, "Let's go, there's a really good savory pancake shop and a stir-fried rice noodle shop up ahead!"

As Leng Feibai spoke, when he passed the entrance of a certain alley, he casually flicked his sleeve, and a silver-white talisman quickly flew out from his sleeve and disappeared into the alley.

In an instant, the talisman transformed into an unfamiliar figure, which chased after the place where the Western sorcerer had disappeared.

The clone thus chased after the Western monk's aura, running at breakneck speed all the way.

Fifteen minutes later, they caught up with him at the exit of another alley.

The Western monk's aura lingered in a huge building across the alley.

The plaque above the main entrance of the building reads "City Lord's Mansion" in large characters.

"The City Lord's Mansion of Dongyi City?"

Looking at the information transmitted back by his clone, Leng Feibai, who was enjoying barbecue with Haitang Duoduo, fell into thought.

Ever since Si Gu Jian became a Grandmaster and slaughtered his entire family, the position of city lord of Dongyi City has always been filled by someone appointed by Jian Lu. The current city lord is a distant relative of Si Gu Jian.

In reality, these city lords were always controlled by the Sword Pavilion and were no different from puppets.

This time, Si Gu Jian announced the reopening of Jianlu, intending to entrust Dongyi City to either Qing or Northern Qi at will. The biggest loser would be the Dongyi City Lord's Mansion.

At the same time, Leng Feibai received a message from his clone, indicating that Yun Zhilan and two other unknown ninth-rank experts were also in the city lord's mansion, doing something unknown.

After hearing this, Leng Feibai took a bite of the meat skewer in his hand and told his clone to keep an eye on Yun Zhilan to see what they were plotting.
"Has something happened to Fan Xian?"

Looking at Leng Feibai's expression, Haitang Duoduo asked curiously.

"fine!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "Fan Xian is protected by Shadow and Black Riders, and he himself is a ninth-rank upper-level cultivator. I don't need to worry about him."

After saying that, Leng Feibai went to a nearby stall and bought a few skewers of grilled silkworm pupae and grilled squid to continue eating with Haitang Duoduo.

Seeing that Haitang Duoduo's attention was focused on the food, Leng Feibai immediately used his clone to continue to spy on what Yun Zhilan and the Lord of Dongyi City were doing.

At this moment, inside the study of the city lord's mansion, the current city lord of Dongyi City was covered in a cold sweat.

If Si Gu Jian were to reopen the Sword Pavilion this time, the one who would suffer the greatest loss would definitely be him, the nominal puppet city lord.

Because no matter which country Dongyi City becomes a vassal city of, he, as the puppet city lord, will naturally lose his position as city lord, and all the wealth and glory in his hands will vanish.

If he's lucky, this city lord will be taken to a royal capital to be a nominal nobleman.

If you're unlucky, your whole family could die under mysterious circumstances.

Opposite him, Yun Zhilan leaned on his sword, staring fiercely at the ground before him.

"Brother Yun, Master Yun, Grandpa Yun!"

The Lord of Dongyi City couldn't help but say, "What exactly is the Sword Saint planning to do? The delegations from Northern Qi and Qing Kingdom have already arrived. Are we just going to hand over Dongyi City like this?"

"This is my master's order, what can I do!"

Yun Zhilan's expression was also not very good. As one of the few top-level ninth-rank experts in the world, he could live a good life even without Dongyi City.

Even if I leave Jianlu in the future, whether I go to Northern Qi, Western Hu, or even south to live in the miasma forests of Nanzhao, I can find a good place to stay.

Even if Fan Xian were to hunt him down across the entire world, he could simply take a ship and go overseas to live. After all, he had lived in Dongyi City for so many years and still had a few Western friends with whom he had a good relationship.

But Yun Zhilan was extremely unwilling to leave Dongyi City in such a dejected manner.

“Even if Master is confused and really intends to hand over Dongyi City, I won’t just stand by and watch our homeland fall into the hands of those guys from Nanqing!” The Dongyi City Lord frowned upon hearing this, saying, “But Leng Feibai is also there. In this world, besides the Sword Saint, he’s the only other Grandmaster-level expert. Especially his relationship with Fan Xian—they’re practically inseparable. If he really touches Fan Xian…”

"hehe!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhilan sneered, "Now that Fan Xian is the emperor, he only gave Leng Feibai the title of marquis. He didn't even let him stay in the capital. It's said that that brat Leng Feibai is still selling breakfast at a stall outside his marquis's residence. When Fan Xian found out, he didn't even bother to do anything about it. It's clear that their friendship has long since died in name only!"

At this point, Yun Zhilan paused and said, "Especially now, that guy is strolling around the snack street with Haitang Duoduo. Given how much he cared about Fan Xian before, he should be staying at the inn and keeping Fan Xian company right now, he shouldn't be doing this kind of thing at all!"

Hearing Yun Zhilan's confident voice, Leng Feibai, who was eating roasted mutton flatbread with Haitang Duoduo, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He did indeed set up a breakfast stall in front of his house, all because he was bored.

As a result, Fan Xian sent him many letters asking if there was anything wrong with the family business.

However, this also has one advantage: at least it lulls those who have ill intentions towards him and Fan Xian into a false sense of security.

"Forehead"

Haitang Duoduo let out a burp, took another bite of the mutton flatbread in her hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"fine!"

Leng Feibai turned to look at Haitang Duoduo and asked, "Duoduo, do you know how many ninth-rank martial artists there are in Dongyi City?"

"That's unclear."

Haitang Duoduo carefully recalled what she knew. "As far as I know, there are a few others besides Si Gu Jian's twelve disciples. But their strength should not be comparable to Si Gu Jian's disciples."

After listening, Leng Feibai seemed to be deep in thought. He then took Haitang Duoduo and bought some local snacks before returning to the inn together.

At the same time, Leng Feibai secretly gave an order to the clone who was watching Yun Zhilan, instructing him to immediately return to Fan Xian's side and keep a close eye on him.

Although Fan Xian is quite skilled, judging from the message sent back by his clone in Kyoto...

Over the past year, Fan Xian has been busy handling state affairs, leaving him with very little time to study martial arts.

Leng Feibai couldn't guarantee how much of the skill he had retained after killing Qin Ye with a single sword strike!

As soon as the two returned to the inn, Haitang Duoduo went to chat with her best friend Si Lili as usual.

After confirming that Fan Xian was still at the inn, Leng Feibai returned to his room.

After confirming that no one was around, Leng Feibai sighed, took out a futon and threw it on the ground, then sat down.

"Anyway, there's still some time before nightfall, so I might as well sit cross-legged and cultivate for a while. Hopefully, that guy..."

Having made up his mind, Leng Feibai sighed, sat cross-legged on the futon, and muttered to himself.

"The sun and moon shine together in the sky, suspended in the vast expanse. Formless and boundless, armor broken and impermanent..."

The technique Leng Feibai was reciting at this moment was the Sun and Moon Formless Skill that he had discovered in the Sutra Repository.

This mental cultivation method absorbs the ultimate Yang and Yin energies into the body. Once mastered, it can ignore the opponent's defense, reflect some of the damage from the opponent's moves, and double the power of one's own martial arts.

This was also one of the methods Leng Feibai prepared to deal with the Sweeper Monk in the next world.

Moreover, at this moment, most of the Qi in Leng Feibai's five internal organs had reached more than 50%, with the highest level of Liver Wood Qi reaching 70%.

But at that moment, Leng Feibai's chest suddenly became agitated, and the meridians through which he was circulating his true qi suddenly twisted. If Leng Feibai hadn't stopped in time, his meridians would probably have been damaged.

(End of this chapter)